| Winter's Decay |
|---|
| Grey clouds passing by |
| Reflected in my eyes |
| Above the sky, blood-red |
| I turn to stone |
| I want to move |
| I want to move |
| I want to move |
| My hope, my belief |
| My pain, my sorrow |
| So uncertain |
| So uncertain |
| And still a day to come |
| Winter’s decay |
| Winter’s decay |
| Winter’s decay |
| Winter’s decay |
